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It is only a dream That thrashes around In a hellfire arc Each day The illusion consumes With a sickly greed For our fragile yearnings Our failings and fears Perhaps we’ll awaken To luxuries unknown Or in a vessel restored At the ready, for a world re-spawned Who knows Without a sliver of doubt?
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A theme Arises out of nothing The amorphous tune The shapeless, shroud of refrains It involves, all of me The entirety of my flesh In a rythmless ocean of sounds Without words I am hastily sunk And withered to a rusted Worm-ridden wreck Left languishing in the depths In the dark Of an anthem, without…
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My enviable waltz with hope Has sent me, soaring Gliding and bursting with pride Each day, is a royal feast A glutenous new height achieved In defiance of grief And I fear I’ll have had my fill too soon And I’ll dive Driven, by defeatist dreams I fear Diminishing blue skies And the cruel autumn…
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Good morning, atrophy The soulless norm That seeps, into dawn’s pale shades In spite of the blackened seas The fragrant steam I adore and savor You spill and remain Defiant Through the high scalding noon Your grey is abundant The deceiver, I keep and sustain An outlook that lives The eroder of all beauty The…
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The universe lurks and lives To derail my thoughts Till everything rings hollow And fumes of death The world I once knew and loved Grows meaningless and frail As I am offered to the void Racing thoughts soon blend To a blur of color and sound To a puree of thundering neon Every shallow breath…
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The mind cartwheels In this casual, afternoon breeze As the shorelines swell With impregnable joy Far away from the plains That once sweltered and scorned Every word free-falls And blends into ease Received By the kindred few Who all know too well, the desires That are sheltered within They are free To coast and roam…
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My words will decay Into senseless mutterings When the lights in my eyes Are forever dispatched
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Back down Surrender your pride In a soothing backslide From the quarreling hearts and minds The hallows beg to be sought As the vengeful arise In their power-driven stride Withdraw, withdraw From the brink of outrage For these fragile moments Drift silently by For the quiet is pure It is loving and warm Conveying so…
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I have returned To these endless white halls To the fury of myself Dissolved and solemn To the torment I impose In the bright blaring day To the vengeance I’ve sown In the hearts of true friends I have earned the great mist Where a stillness May siphon my strength And drag every word from…
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Pride In the eye of our perils Our days remain full Joyous and loud The rejoiceful screams May take to the clouds Of harrowing black Never tiring Never failing in strength No torment Can quiet the thrill The laughter we reap, in earnest In the lull of our fears Pride and joy Can forevermore be…
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